"There had always been a bit of a 'thing' between us, but it was never the right place, right time, so nothing ever happened," she said. "Then it was my birthday and he called from Ireland to say hello and to ask what I was doing.

"I told him I was going to the Beverly Hills Hotel for Sunday brunch, so he flew from Ireland to London, from London to LA, got a cab from the airport, dropped his bags with the concierge at the hotel, and walked into the restaurant. No-one does that stuff anymore!